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Loose hands, Empty pockets

I hate myself for always losing things. I have lost over $2000 worth of merchandize
from cameras to phones to clothes to actual money.
$100
$20
Canon camera
Some brand phone
Canon camera
Neck pillow
Armani exchange glasses
Iphone 4
tiny dainty gold rings
Pashmina scarf
Leather Jacket
500,000 won
Jean Shirt
A lot of water bottles
A lot of earrings
Lg phone
vintage finger cuff
Korean pen
Striped cardigan
Iphone 5s
Medicated spectacles
Samsung galaxy 3

I am sick and tired of this. I absolutely hate that things that I worked hard to get or that my friends and family especially thought I would appreciate or make good use of.  Its like oil is pouring down and nothing I do can hold the oil for a long time. I come up with plans and daily habits that should help me keep all my possessions in my possession.but on day i fail and it just slips out of my hands and into to storm drain that I am standing on never to be retrieved again.
It like that my whole life. things I like slip away. Maybe I just shouldn't have things, that way there wont be anything to slip away and I wont miss anything. I Think I'll do that with my material possessions If I cant find the phone I'll go without a phone until I find a better way to hold onto possession. I will not be purchasing an apple phone or any other phone until then. And if anybody offers to buy me a phone I will reject it. the only phones I will allow myself to use are phones that were already in someone's possession in some dungeon because they are old and crappy.

I will always look back when I leave a place.

The only thing I will buy now is a cheap watch so at least I won't be late for stuff.

I am done losing possessions. I will not buy anything anymore. I will feed my body, my mind, and my soul.

TYB

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